I'm allowed to enjoy the work of people I disagree with.

An ex peripheral friend decided to attack my love of Jean-Paul Sartre's fiction given that I am clearly misaligned with him politically and ethically.

I see no problem with my love of Sartre's fiction despite my disagreements with him.

Reasonable people can see the silver lining.

I am able to experience a joy that morons can't.

I can see beautiful art made by people who hate me and what I stand for.

I can experience the joy of the work of art that I Cuba is, despite the fact that it's Soviet propaganda.

I pity the people who can't enjoy art produced by people who would be fighting on the other side.